a yawning gap
drawn back from the past
tugged along the threads of fate
i place this between us
green was the ground
when we first met
no –
i remember yet
how my body shuddered
at the first sight
the stars knew not
what time would weave
they were looking elsewhere
distracted by their crossing
through rivers wild
treachery waded
and i sat silent
tying my tongue
soul he had not
empty as the first men
his emptiness lashed me
breaking the skin
the terror of the gods
came through him
blazing, rendered subtle
moulded by the seas of time
pain did not suffer
with the onslaught of the sands
but the ancient limbs
shiver on high
they have felt the change
blowing northward
summoning resistance
spreading from their roots to mine
the fetters burst
out i emerge
is this what it feels like
to be beyond?
much do i know
now that i have been freed
my keeper no longer
though you kept trying
the mighty past
loses its might
the delicate bonds that connect me
bind me to the other gods
i gnaw through
watch them fall to the earth
would you know yet more?
all men must flee
slain by the serpent
fearless you will sink
– yet your fearlessness does not serve you
anymore
the earth rises anew
all green
in wondrous beauty
i stand mid the grass
all ills grow better
within
the serpent bright
demands her price
cries how i must now sink
but all power lies with me
i grasp the sword
tread the whale-road
slice open the waters
the serpent is slain
beside the yawning gap
i return
there in happiness
i shall ever dwell
the rambling medievalist 